This is a romance fanfic about Sasuke and my oc, Aerie. I don't own Naruto. It's written in first person but I'll change it to third person probably in the next chapter.

It's rated Mature.

I like to say that despite the fact that he's the dark, brooding, silent type; deep down he's actually a sweet, lovable teddy-bear.

But alas, that would be lying.

I woke up today feeling as if I was run over by a train.

For a better reason of why a train… well, that would be because it was rough, painful, violent and it lasted a lot longer then initially expected.

It's not a very common description for sex but that was exactly how I felt after doing it with Sasuke Uchiha.

My name is Aerie and I live in Orochimaru's hideout with Sasuke as my room-mate.

I got up and went into the bathroom for a quick shower. After getting cleaned up and dressed, I reentered our bedroom to assess the damage.

Articles of clothing littered the floor from where it had been torn off from the night before. A few books fell from its place on the book shelf and a chair was knocked over. The table was cleared off and whatever was on it laid broken on the floor.

It was a rough night for the both of us.

We argued, had a fight, and battled it out in the bedroom to see who was the bigger man.

Anyways , I didn't come out victorious.

Not that I ever did.

These little skirmishes that we had usually ended with me pinned down beneath him.

Ninety-nine percent of the time it would result in angry make-up sex.

Angry make-up sex didn't exactly mean we made up. It just means that we drew a truce for the day.

If we're still angry at each other then we would usually pick it up the next morning.

Or we let the tension build until one of us blows.

We fought over everything; from where he put his sword to where I go when he isn't around.

Our physical fights are no big deal. It was mainly about holding the other one down.

It was verbal fights that caused the most damage.

Sometimes I would go as far as calling him weak and pathetic, and bring up the painful reminder that his entire clan was killed by his brother, him being powerless to save them. And sometimes he would go as far as calling me a whore like my mother, or how both my parents abandon me and left me out to die.

When our fights escalates to such heights; neither of us wins.

We were constantly pissed off with one another and yet we still found each other every night.

I like to think of it as teenage angst, with a pinch of puberty and a whole lot of hormones.

I picked up my tank top and shorts.

Another quick scan of the room to see if I can locate my bra and underwear.

They weren't on the floor.

Looking behind me I found my undergarments on the bed.

My bra was crumbled over next to Sasuke. My underwear on the edge near his foot.

The male himself was splayed over the tiny bed. A thin blanket modestly covered his privates

The bed was made for a single.

It was originally just for Sasuke. But I wouldn't sleep alone in a place as creepy as Orchimaru's lair. So we share the bed with me pressed against him or sleeping on top of him.

I was a head shorter then him, a bit underweight with a slender figure.

I didn't squish him in his sleep.

Sasuke's face looked serene when he slept. There were no signs of annoyance, anger or plain dislike for everything around him, not when he's unconscious.

It didn't move me at all.

Grabbing the rest of my clothing I threw it in the dirty clothes pile.

Sasuke will have to pick his up himself.

I left the room and shut the door gently behind me.

We hadn't made up last night. Meaning if Sasuke were to awaken then we'd be at each other's throats again.

I know I wouldn't win but pride would keep me fighting.

I went to Orchimaru's kitchen.

I wouldn't go to the cafeteria because that was where all the ninjas were.

After making myself a quick breakfast I went towards my training area.

I was still learning the basic ninja skill.

Like working on my chaakra control.

I wasn't kidding when I said I always lose. It wasn't just with Sasuke but with everyone that I had physically dueled with.

Orochimaru didn't need me. I was no ninja-warrior material.

Sasuke didn't need me either. But he kept me around anyways.

More importantly; he kept me alive.

Despite our constant bickering, we were somewhat fond of one another.

That was what kept Sasuke from pulling his chidori on me.

And that was what kept me from pulling a gun on him.

In truth, I am grateful to him.

He is my savior.

My silver-lining.

He literally saved my life.

At first I thought he kept me because we had some sort of bond with one another.

We are both orphans.

But that didn't make sense since almost everyone in Orochimaru's lair had lost their parents.

Kabuto said it was because I was really pretty.

It made a bit more sense, even though Sasuke didn't look the type to care about those things.

I believe that I'm only temporarily in Sasuke's care. I'm sure he means to discard me once I can fend for myself.

Just like a mother bird and her babies.

That's why he's making me do ninja training.

I am not from a family of ninja. I don't possesses any special skill or a gekkai genkai. Training was vigorous and sometimes impossible.

I am more then just useless to him; I'm a nuisance.

Keeping me alive was more difficult then either of us expected.

Not only did he have to save me from his jealous ninja fan girls but also creepy ninja who saw me as an easy target. And then there were the ridiculously huge scary beasts that were around the forest and even the big scary cliffs that I would sometimes fall over.

I should really be more nice to him.

At the moment I was practicing standing on water.

For most ninjas like Sasuke, this would take a week or so. For an incompetent ninja like me I've been doing this for months.

Along with physical training and working on jutsus, standing on water was something I couldn't stop doing.

However today my focus was especially good. So far I have not stumbled or fallen into the river under my feet. But of course perfecting it also meant that I can stay focus even through distractions.

"Why didn't you tell me you were heading out today?"

I got angry, I wanted to tell him that I don't have to report to him my every action, and so I proceed to fall into the river.

I sat on the shallow end, not making a move to get up. There was no point in removing my self from the water since I was already drenched by it.

"I didn't feel as if I needed to," I nearly scowled.

In an instant he appeared behind me from whatever tree he was hiding in. "You could've gotten hurt."

He sounded emotionless, but knowing him; he was irritated.

"I've trained by myself before. Just because your not there to save me doesn't mean I'll automatically get hurt," I replied stubbornly, refusing to look at him.

"Is that so," he mused.

"Don't you have training with Orochimaru?" I asked with less hostility. It was time to draw back before I really make him mad.

"I meant to tell you last night,"

I heard light footsteps from behind.

"I don't have training today."

A strong hand grasped onto my arms, pulling me out of the river.

"Get out of there, you're going to catch a cold."

He was a bit rude about it but still, Sasuke was trying to make amends. Yesterday Sasuke asked me to run an errand for him and I refused. He wanted me to pick up some books that another ninja barrowed from Orochimaru's library. I didn't want to be anywhere near Orochimaru's ninja, and so I told him I wouldn't do it.

Naturally these little things shouldn't bother us, but we were so put off with each other that anything could set us off.

Of course I wasn't actually mad at him, he wasn't entirely at fault.

I felt a hand tugging my shirt up, in that same five seconds I was left topless.

My hands instantly went to cover my chest. "What do you think you're doing?"

Sasuke was already removing his white top. "It's nothing I haven't seen before."

My face flush with heat. After everything we've done with one another, I was still capable of being embarrassed in front of Sasuke.

However, whatever I thought he had wanted to do ended when I felt his shirt draped over my semi-wet body.

"You could've just told me that you were going to give me your shirt" I grumbled still feeling embarrassed.

He didn't say anything as he began securing his shirt so that it wouldn't fall off my petite form. His shirt was big compared to my size, it ended at mid-thigh.

"Since I don't have training we can go to the village today."

"I don't care, but I want to go back to change first." I didn't feel like walking around town with Sasuke's huge shirt hanging off my shoulder. Although Sasuke tied it so that it would cover me up somewhat, there was still a dip on the neckline exposing my cleavage.

Sasuke reached under the shirt and began pulling off my shorts. I stepped out of it since they were wet as well.

I was about to head back when Sasuke's hands gripped onto my thighs. It felt hot on my skin as he slid upwards. His hands cupped my ass pulling my lower body against his making sure I felt his hard-on between us. The sad excuse for a shirt which was suppose to cover me already slid off my shoulder and my chest was exposed for the world to see. His naked torso lowered against mines. Feathery kisses drifted from my shoulder to my neck. I felt his warm lips on my skin and before he went to capture my mouth in a heated make-out session, I gave a hard push forcing him away from me.

"Get off me!"

He gave my ass cheek a rough squeeze before finally letting me go.

I fixed my shirt, pulling the collar so that it hid my chest.

"Prude" she can hear him grumble as he led them back to Orochimaru's hideout.

"Prude? Are you fucking kidding me? After all those times I put out for you." I stopped walking, glaring daggers at his back.

Sasuke turned, an annoyingly arrogant smirk was plastered on his face. "Sometimes you're a tramp and sometimes you're just frigid.."

Something in me exploded. It would seem that Sasuke wanted to play dirty. And what goes around, comes around.

However before I can come back with my own disgustingly mean comment, another low-life decides to grace us with his presence.

"Sasuke-kun, you're going to the village today right?" asked the silver hair medic-ninja.

Sasuke didn't bother to answer, his eyes never left my face. I was starting to feel unnerved by his heated gaze.

"Well, there are some ninjas from Konoha wandering around," Kabuto continued. "We figure you should be careful and keep a low-profile."

Sasuke nodded in acknowledgement and I directed my glare at Kabuto, mainly because I couldn't stand to keep glaring at Sasuke head on.

The trip to the village was mostly silent.

After Kabuto left we head back to the hideout. I rushed into Sasuke's room and slammed the door on his face. I quickly changed into my own clothing before opening the door again. I threw his white shirt back at him before charging pass him. After putting on his shirt, Sasuke followed.

"Do you need anything from the village?"

"No."

"Then why are we going?" I asked, starting to feel angry again.

"Because you need new clothes."

"What's wrong with the ones I already have?"

"They're torn."

Realization hit me and I was once again glaring at Sasuke. I never tore any of my clothes. They were ripped due to Sasuke's man-handling. I have tried to tear his clothes when we fought but I suppose I wasn't invincible enough to.

Damn right he should go shopping with me!

"Fine then let's hurry." I picked up my speed, prepared to make him buy me ridiculously expensive clothing.